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Uh, I get the minimum wage, you got a Louis Vuitton bae Let all the rappers say it, I know I'll never be Kanye When money, drugs, and bitches, became the whole thing of your effort Why would you expect others to respect about your endeavor Do you remember? The time when our dreams still flew We didn't care if it's cool Fuckin' high as hot air balloons People always said to me Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha tryna prove? Haven't got a clue Sittin' in my limo, I guess you never will notice me Or maybe somethin' smaller like CRV Slide into Direct like man it's lit Takin' all dat juice, think I'm ready to piss People messin' 'round, but they just won't sit Better start kickin' 'cause I'm not gonna quit We tryna fly like Dumbo Still workin' hard like dildo (dildo) Be feelin' good like Lizzo Maybe one day we in that limo They put my songs in them iPhones And try to suck in like Marlboro But I'm no huncho (huncho), huncho Well, I'm more yellow like Cheetos But lot much harder than LEGO You should be careful when you step aside 'Cause that might fuck your toe, uh Contemplatin' 'bout the topics, somethin' RIP Complimentin' to yourself like your idol KD Took it all free, but actin' cocky Rhymin' on that type beat shit Having fun all year Why are you still here? Talkin' 'bout shootin' with no guns Someone like you still under 21 (never mind I'll find) Precious things that last forever Keep it a little longer, like they never age People always said to me Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha tryna prove? Haven't got a clue Sittin' in my limo, I guess you never will notice me Or maybe somethin' smaller like CRV Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha tryna prove? Haven't got a clue
Writer(s): Tai Yu Lin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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